My Poem for Helen Keller
My world is dark and silent,
How I long to see my parents,
How I long to learn,
To see, the beauty I shall never be able to,
Nor shall I hear the birds chirp merrily,
Which I would love to,
And see the trees wave,
And yet, I don’t even know
If they are for real.
Can I be born again?
But this time all right!
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